Sleep, easy with eyes closed
easier than most, most of the time
and I'll stay by your bedside
till morning hides the night like a steady machine
and the sun will seem brighter again
and your eyes will be rivers as you're telling your best friend
I might not see you again
and I'll stay by your bedside
I'm stronger than eye sight, most of the time
I'll be like a brick wall
with legs braced I won't fall, I'm a steady machine
but my eyes will grow tired again
and I'll fall into dreams where you're getting out of bed
and becoming whole again
and my eyes are tired
my tears are stains
the clock keeps moving on
there's a selfishness in all of this
and I am holding tightly to your hand
but your grip is gone
and I'm losing hope
and quietly but still out loud I'll say
oh take me with you, take me too